March 3, 2011
As I entered the farmhouse Saturday morning I was immediately greeting by smiles and loud voices, overjoyed with excitement of the day ahead. Patter, who is a fabulous chef, was busy in the kitchen making the most scrumtious brunch you could imagine. Children trotted to and fro, bridesmaids went up and down the stairs in search of last minute items. I began to wander around the sweet little farmhouse taking pictures of whatever tickled my fancy. I wandered into an upstairs bedroom and found the sweetest little drawing on the wall. The words underneath are what stayed with me the rest of the day.
“If there weren’t a day after tomorrow”
Colleen and Patter know this…they live it, they breathe it, they laugh it, they cry it, they dance it, and they sing it at the top of their lungs…they will never ever forget it.
Patter isn’t afaid to love Colleen. He stayed up till the wee hours of morn, making bridesmaid necklaces with her, and didn’t care if his friends knew. Cha-Ching. He brings her gifts on Happy Tuesday. K- Pow. He makes her goumet meals. Sa-weeet!
Colleen could not be more deserving of his adoration. She found her prince. She dreamt him up one day in a cardboard castle and married him one cold day in February.
Congratulations you two! Have fun in New Zealand!!
are they not the happiest couple you’ve ever seen?
I’ve never had a couple smash the cake at each other…way to smash Browdy’s!! The reception was a rockin party…full of male bonding and slam dunks…who ever coined the term “white boys can’t jump” anyway? Add in a guy who really wants a garter…you’ve got a recipe for sucess and I have the picture to prove it…lol!!
Thanks for including me in your wedding day!! Congratulations to both the O’brien’s and the Browdy’s!!